i wish these old bitties would quit mistaking me for her. the receptionist and i have nearly the same complexion. that's where the similarities end. i wear glasses, she doesn't. my hair is colored, she has braids. i am shorter, she is heavier. none of this stops the substitute receptionists from thinking i'm her. sure they don't see me that often, but they see her often enough to know what she looks like. and it's not like me.
i just realized they only smile at me because they think i'm her.
how rude.
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